At the entrance to the Fifth Floor, the mage stumbled into the stairway area.
He looked utterly wretched now.
He wore nothing but a pair of underpants. His robe and hat were nowhere to be seen, and even his staff and the two equipped rings on his fingers had vanished without a trace.
The moment he came in, he dropped to his knees as if his soul had left him.
"Actually..."
"I actually got robbed by Puji!!!"
When the conflict broke out by the cave, only he, standing at the very back, had seen it—a faint glimmer flashing and vanishing at the cuff of that woman's sleeve.
In an instant, he connected it to Jini's earlier abnormal behavior.
But the battle had already begun. Even if he jumped out now and voiced his suspicion, who would believe him?
Would those temporary teammates who had been toyed with until they were dizzy believe him?
Or would that group of adventurers across from them, people he did not know at all, believe him?
More importantly, he saw Jini turn her head and smile at him.
Without much hesitation, he quickly made his decision—sell them out!
They had only formed a temporary party anyway. For a friendship of just a few days, he was not willing to take the risk.
Besides, it was those idiots' own fault for letting a woman bewitch them.
Up to this point, the mage still felt there was nothing wrong with his choice.
His mistake was that he had fled too hastily and had not thought to take one of the monster corpses Wells had been carrying before leaving.
As a result, he was blocked by a group of Puji and not allowed to leave.
He tried to force his way through, but he had only barely killed